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In the Veyr Dominion, power isn’t inherited—it’s engraved. Crests are living contracts etched into flesh, policing obedience through pain, privilege, and invisible clauses no one dares question. Astra Vey was raised to wear one like every noble heir… until the collar meant for her soul misfires. Instead of blind compliance, Astra sees what no one else can: a cold, luminous UI—STATUS, RULESET, CLAUSES, PERMISSIONS, TRACE—revealing the Empire’s leash as editable code. Freedom should be simple: run. But the moment Astra’s crest wakes wrong, every faction moves to claim the defect that could break their world. The Crestwright Guild wants to dissect her miracle. The Church of Lumen offers sanctuary with debt stitched into prayer. The Underchain trades safety for permissions—and never forgets what you owe. And House Veyrn’s most elegant predator, Marquis Dorian Veyrn, begins rewriting Astra’s life through seals, audits, and “legal” cages. Her only ally is the last man she should trust: Kael Raithe, an Imperial Hound with a military crest variant and a voice trained to command. He should drag her back in chains—yet he chooses something more dangerous: asking. In a city built on ownership, Astra and Kael weaponize consent, desire, and loopholes to survive. Because every patch has a price… and Astra’s interface is waking up hungry.

In a world where the Apocalypse is a twisted game and human lives are the ultimate currency, eighteen-year-old Moon was dealt the worst hand possible: [Class: NULL]. Deemed a defect by the System and discarded as monster fodder by the girl he swore to protect, Moon was left to rot in the unforgiving Outer Slums. But the System made a fatal miscalculation. Surviving an impossible encounter without an awakened class, Moon didn't just break the rules—he shattered the matrix itself.

1 new chapter every day - Running for WSA 2023 **************************************************** In a world filled with magic, fantastic creatures, gods, and endless mysteries, Vince is a young man with a brilliant mind but no opportunities. As a soldier in a war campaign, he faces an inevitable fate. However, instead of finally discovering the secrets of the afterlife, he awakens in a mysterious and unknown place, where he must navigate the secrets and dangers that lurk in every corner. Vince then needs to use his wits and skills to survive and escape this strange and deadly place. Will he be able to uncover the truth behind this mythical realm, or will he be trapped there forever? In endless darkness, a single word runs through infinity "Open your eyes, marked".

Aven is the strongest knight and the commander of one of the kingdom’s elite forces. In every war against the demons, he always stood at the front undefeated, unrivaled. When the war finally came to an end, he believed his duty was complete. He was wrong. Branded as a threat too powerful to be controlled, the kingdom chose betrayal over reward. It even chose to cooperate with the very demons it had once fought against. Stabbed from behind by his fellow knights and abandoned on a silent battlefield, Aven should have died there. But death did not claim him. He was saved by a mysterious silver-haired woman. Having lost his title, his home, and his family, a knight branded as a threat now begins his second life.

Kael grew up in a middle class family when all of a sudden the fracture happened. The fracture split the world in half and ruined the economy. With the fracture, special people called the "Branded" appeared which possessed otherworldly powers. One fated day after being attacked in his own house, the universe chose him to become one of them.

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Branded with a mysterious tattoo at age 12, Amaliah was the scorned, unwanted daughter blamed by her noble family for the tragedies that befell them. When her beloved sister vanished, Amaliah was forced to take her sister's place as the engaged bride of Crown Prince Ryleigh, despite his love for the missing sibling. On what should have been Amaliah's wedding day, her long-lost sister returned, only to be murdered shortly after along with Ryleigh. Accused of the killings, Amaliah found herself disgraced, disowned, and her inheritance seized. Her only escape was an arranged marriage to Konstantin, a feared warlord rumored to lead an ancient cult. Trapped in her new husband's foreboding castle, Amaliah learned the cult's shocking secret - her tattoo marked her as the reincarnation of their founder. As more bodies piled around her and those closest betrayed her, Amaliah felt an undeniable, forbidden allure to Konstantin, her greatest adversary. He aimed to use her reincarnated powers for his own nefarious ends. Amaliah was forced to choose between submitting to this dark fate or embracing her destiny - to destroy the cult, the ruthless husband who inexplicably became her lover, and the dismaying future that had haunted her since childhood.

Patrick Grimaldi was kissing me, his head bowed low in his family’s private wine cellar, when my Mamma’s text lit up my phone, informing me of my arranged marriage. He pulled me flush against him, our bodies molding together. After a dizzying kiss, he swept me into his arms and carried me to the antique bathtub. The warm water lapped at my skin, but his words plunged me into an ice-cold dread. "Go home. And don't come looking for me here again." I thought he was just angry about the marriage. I wrapped my arms around him, vowing, "I won't marry anyone else—" The smile on his lips didn't fade, but the warmth in his eyes vanished, replaced by a cool distance. "But I'm getting married." He brushed my damp hair from my face, his touch detached and cool, ignoring the violent tremor that seized my body. "My fiancée is of pure blood, noble and elegant—nothing like you. She would never be so shameless as to seduce the man who is all but her brother while her own father lies in his grave. Our wedding date is set. If you continue to cause a scene, you'll only bring disgrace upon the Valenti name."

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.